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She's got everything she needs, She's an artist, she don't look back. She's got everything she needs, She's an artist, she don't look back. She can take the dark out of the nighttime And paint the daytime black. --Bob Dylan

2005-06-17 7:10 AM
Angela's graduation

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Angela graduated from highschool last night. It was a lovely commencement ceremony, not too long, and the speaches were both funny and thoughtful. The choir sang beautifully, my amazing daughter included.

I was sort of numb all day, just hanging out online, working on my traffic school thingie and chatting with my old friend Craig. Then, Angela walked in to show me how she looked in her cap and gown and I started crying. She lost the tassle (Angela loses everything), so she hung an earring on the cap. The kids write their college names on the top of there caps. Angela's 'MICA' was beautifully drawn. I saw my beautiful girl and remembered when she was five and going off to kindergarten and when she was new born, four pounds, in that little incubator. She's my baby girl and now she's graduating from highschool.

I did it. I got her grown. I got her through this horrible year. I am so proud of her. What we went through, and she did it. Not only graduating, but getting into MICA and earning scholarships to go there. My baby girl.

My parents and Joe came with me to the graduation. David called, he was there, but alone! His family didn't show up. What bastards. I told him to come sit with us. He did and that was good. What ever is going on, Angela's graduation is not a time to be sitting alone. Joe had a bit of a hard time, but managed to sit through the ceremony. Afterward, my parents took him home, while I waited for Angela.

I met up with her and her friends. At that point everyone was crying, so I joined in. :-) Crissy, one of Angela's friends who graduated last year, sang a song she wrote for them. We were all sobbing after that. This little group, all artists, brilliant girls and boys--they've clung to each other these 6 years. Highschool is so hard now, much worse than when I was a young. These kids carried each other through it all. Now, they are scattering across the country.

We went home and the girls got ready for grad night. David and my parents were at the house. I had a long talk with David about Joe. I think--I hope--he understood and will try harder to reach Joe. The girls went off for grad night at Disneyland. I fussed over making sure they dressed warm enough and bought them sandwiches and drinks at Ralphs before dropping them back off at school. I am going to be mom until the last second. :-)

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